Getting A Phone And A Growing Heart
I love my new smartphone. I finally ditched blackberry. My phone stopped working properly. When I went to the Sprint store, they had nothing for me.
The newest available blackberry was the one I already own. I thought maybe I’d want the new Samsung galaxy s3, but I wasn’t eligible for an upgrade.
That’s how I knew it was time to consider moving on. I’ve been a Sprint customer for 15 years, which is a lot when I’m only 28. My dad put me on his plan when I started at a middle school that was in downtown Chicago.
Over the years, I’ve considered getting on my own plan. I have brand loyalty like a motherf-er though, and Sprint is just more affordable with a family plan.
It just so happens I’m also a sucker for effective marketing. After an hour in that store, plus all the commercials I’ve been subject to, and it was a done deal. The new galaxy would be mine.
But it wasn’t going to be mine at Sprint. Luckily, ah-hah, I had a plan b. I called the husband and my dad for a quick consultation. Well really it was me saying, “this is my plan. Veto it or get out of my way.” Is it nweird that both the husbandand my dad have veto power over major and semi-major decisions?
In Illinois, I’m my husbands property. The legislature has never gotten around to changing that law, at least that’s what the husband says. And I’m a daddy’s girl. So I do what I want, unless one of them think it’s a bad idea.
Both men heard my idea. Neither one vetoed it. So off to the AT&T store I went. I didn’t go to get my own plan. I went to join the husband’s plan. I just truly prefer the affordability of a family plan.
The husband and my dad gathered the info I needed for AT&T to”port my phone number” or whatever that means. When it was time to get the information from my dad, we totally had a moment.
He asked me was I sure I was ready to leave his plan. He told me he’d miss me. It was the kind of conversation my dad and I never have. We’re not very emotionally expressive people. I felt like we were having the talk we should’ve had on my wedding day while making that long ass walk from the second floor of the Patrick Haley Mansion to get me does to the altar.
The husband, who is very mature and emotionally expressive, had a chuckle at my dad’s and my expense. But however it happened, this daddy’s girl and her dad finally had the goodbye chat.
And I have the new awesome Samsung phone from the commercials.
And I have AT&T service which is way better than Sprint almost every where I need it.
And I’m one tiny step closer to being the emotionally mature adult the husband
needs wants me to be.